Wang Simiao shrank his head back, still unable to resist the foul smell of Praruo on his face, the eyes in the rotten flesh stared at Wang Simiao, and the cold and thin fingers touched the side of his face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stay here with me, you don't have to accompany them to death......"

"I ......"

Lu Shibaiyi, who was next to him, heard this, and laughed twice before Wang Simiao could speak, because his face was red because he was strangled by his hair.

"He's dead! He's a ghost, don't you see! ”

Praruo shook his hand, looked up at Wang Simiao for a long time, suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, opened his mouth and bit Wang Simiao's shoulder.

As expected, I saw a white wound, and no blood flowed out.

Praruo took a step back, looked Wang Simiao up and down, and pinched Wang Simiao's jaw with his slender hand for a long time, his eyes were sharp.

"Are you really a ghost?" When Wang Simiao heard this, she nodded hurriedly, her face turned pale with fright.

Praruo snorted coldly, looked back at Lu Shibai and Fang Cun, turned his head and pulled the robe that dragged the ground, and staggered back to the stone seat step by step, with his back to everyone, tilting his head, his dry and slender fingers gently picked up the comb and combed it back and forth on the long black hair.

The strange tune permeated the surroundings again, and the hair on the wrists on everyone's waists became tighter and tighter, and they were about to be strangled on their necks, Wei Kun turned his head to look at Praruo with scarlet eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I'll help you kill the whole village!"

"What?" Praruo turned around abruptly and looked at Wei Kun's expression cautiously, trying to find the flaw in lying from above.

"I said make a deal, I'll help you kill the villagers, you let us take a look at the mirror." Wei Kun repeated.

After being stunned for a few seconds, she quickly used her hands and feet together, crawled to Wei Kun's side like a spider, looked up at his face, and asked again in a sharp voice:

"You're telling the truth?"

"That's right! You are a spiritual creature born from Buddhist scriptures, and you cannot kill people directly. But I'm different, I'm a ghost so I can! ”

Praruo took a step back, as if thinking or looking, and watched Wei Kun be silent for a long time, and finally turned his head and picked up the wooden comb.

"How can I trust you?"

Wei Kun frowned, looked at the things on his body, frowned for a while, and finally heard the sound of 'poof' and 'poof' from Lu Shibai and Fang Cun's mouths.

Following the sound, the two of them were facing Wang Simiao and wincing their eyebrows, Wei Kun looked at it for two seconds, and suddenly realized.

"I'm crushing him here!" Wang Simiao was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Wei Kun in disbelief, but she happened to meet the eyes of Panruo, and she was so frightened that she was full of excitement.

Wei Kun took advantage of the gap between Prajna's thoughts and hurriedly continued, "This kid is a Heavenly Demon Lone Star, and he is much more valuable than a few of us. ”

After a long time, Praruo nodded, stretched out his slender index finger to Wang Simiao, and hooked his fingertips again.

Wang Simiao only felt that the hair on his body was suddenly tightened, making people breathless, and with an unsteady 'swish' sound under his feet, he fell forward in a mixed manner, and when he opened his eyes again, it was the magnified face of Praruo, which made him gasp in fright, and after smelling the smell of Praruo, he couldn't help but turn his head and retch.

"Leave him here, and after you settle it, you will naturally get what you want."

If she didn't raise her head, she stretched out her hand to the center of Wang Simiao's eyebrows, which made Wang Simiao howl and roar, slump to the ground, close her eyes and fall into the boundless darkness.

The hair on the other three gradually loosened and disappeared completely after a few 'swishs' on the ground.

Wei Kun and Fang Cun hurriedly moved their joints and turned their heads to walk out, but after taking a few steps, they found that Lu Shibai did not follow, but was stunned in place.

The two of them took three steps and made two steps, pulled Lu Shibai aside, and whispered:

"What are you doing stupidly, you really want to die here?"

"I don't want the Mirror ......"

But he didn't want Lu Eighteen Wanli to open his mouth firmly, his eyes looked at Wei Kun and Fang Cun with some sneer, lowered his head and frowned, and then said in a muffled voice:

"I'm here to find the gods, not the Heavenly Mirror!"

"I promised Shuangshuang to save him, you want to find the Heavenly Mirror, that's your business, don't pull me!"

Wei Kun and Fang Cun exchanged glances, not knowing how to reply for a while.

For Fang Cun, he only knew that there must be a reason for Lu Shibai to come to Qingling Mountain, but he didn't know the specifics.

And Wei Kun, at the beginning, it was indeed out of the temptation of the Book of Heaven and Lu Shibai's favor, but in the end, because he learned about the Heavenly Mirror, he left Taishan Mansion Jun and behind.

In the face of Lu Shibai's determination, Fang Cun was a little impatient, but Wei Kun was extremely weak-hearted, and before the three of them could speak, Panruo chuckled on the side and glanced back at Lu Shiba.

"You little girl, you are very affectionate." After a pause, he slowly combed his dark hair in his hand, and slowly spoke:

"I said, as long as you do what you promised, I will let you get everything you want,"

Saying that, the movements in his hands were slightly, and under the wide sleeves, the dry hands moved slowly, only to the side, and the three of them looked back, and there was a square box on the stone not far away.

The three of them gasped, their eyes widening.

The box that Lu Eighteen fell under the mountain actually appeared in the Panruo Cave!

Wei Kun stretched out his arm and bent Lu Eighteen, after the other party was stunned for a moment, he hurriedly trotted over and picked up the box, turned his head and stood in place and looked at Praruo in disbelief, and before he could come back to his senses, he was pulled out by Fang Cun and Wei Kun's wrists.

It wasn't until he got out of the Panruo Cave that Lu Shibai came back to his senses with a pat on his thigh, and turned his head in a hurry:

"What does Pranya mean is that if you kill the villagers of this village, you can get the gods?"

Wei Kun and Fang Cun nodded in unison, but they didn't look relieved at all, but frowned even more.

"But how could we kill the villagers?" Fang Cun asked.

Wei Kun suddenly raised his hand and put his index finger to his lips, 'shhh

Fang Cun and Lu Shibai understood, and hurriedly shrank their heads and walked down the mountain quickly, until the village below the mountain, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

There were several women over fifty years old gathered around under the big tree at the entrance of the village, chatting about family life while eating melon seeds, and seeing that they were covered in mud, they all looked at the three of them with suspicious eyes.

Seeing that the sun was setting and the surroundings began to be dark, the villagers returned home in twos and threes, and the doors were closed as if they were the day before.

The three of them stood side by side at the entrance of the village, tiptoeing to see the lights of every house in the village.

Wei Kun gasped, put his hand into his pocket, took out the copper coin and held it in his palm, and was just about to close his palm when Lu Shibai stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What are you going to do?" A question.

Wei Kun glanced back at Lu Shibai, then fell to the village again, and his voice was heavy:

"If you don't kill these villagers, let alone the Heavenly Mirror, even the gods will not be able to get it, besides, didn't you promise Helian Shuang?"

With a word, Lu Shibai withdrew the hand that was placed on the back of Wei Kun's hand, hesitated, lowered his head and was silent for a long time, and then slowly bent down to open the box, removed the small pistol inside, and held it in his hand.

This move frightened Fang Cun, and an arrow stepped forward and blocked the two of them.

"Even if we want the Heavenly Mirror and the gods, it's not impossible, Yin Yang Technique!"

Fang Cun finally forced himself to calm down, and reached out to hold Wei Kun and Lu Shibai on the other, for fear that the two of them would do something.

"There may be a record of fake death in the Yin-Yang Technique, let the villagers fake their deaths, and it would be good if you deceived Prany!" Fang Cun said urgently.

Lu Shibai shook his head and slowly rubbed the pistol in his hand, "It's too late, it's too late to go back and check the Yin and Yang Technique!" I'm going to save him! ”

"Yes, if you don't get the gods after dawn, it's really too late to perform the Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice."